My players are so fierce.

Chapter 1293 1291. The trick planned by the dog will show you what true numerical inflation is!

【warn!
The evil god 'Dagon' is entering the material world!
The concentration of chaotic aura in this area is increasing rapidly. Players are requested to take feasible measures to protect their minds immediately.

caveat!

The army of Dagon's demon descendants and the fishmen of the Turbid World are advancing towards the celebration sea area!

This area is about to see a battle that is destined to be brutal, so players should immediately prepare for the impact.

hint!

"Special War Support Terms·Anniversary Special Offer" has been loaded!

In the following battles, different support forces will be deployed into the battlefield according to the number of player kills.

The current kill count is 0.

When this value exceeds 10000, the first-tier support 'Holy Blood Regiment and Origin Vanguard' will be summoned to join the battlefield!
hint!

The special hidden event of the Anniversary Celebration, "Fish Father's Last Sermon", has been triggered! All players are requested to fight hard to reduce the number of demons on Dagon's side, and participate in the attack on the evil god Dagon until Dagon falls.

hint!

This task is optional.

Players who do not wish to participate in the event can evacuate the activity area before the army of the Turbid World reaches the battlefield. However, the rewards for this hidden event are generous, and the development team does not recommend that players give up the mission.

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The server-wide announcement from the WIFI Goddess explained the current situation to nearly 10,000 players present in the most concise way. While the ordinary players were still stunned, Brother Wu Miao patted his knees and stood up, taking off his Punisher's Holy Sword while complaining to the people around him:

"Look, look! What did I say before? Our development team is the typical one that is trying to do something without any work and is almost biting a lighter!

It would be a shame not to make some noise for such a big event as the anniversary celebration. Besides, our Lord Murphy has been involved in this matter from beginning to end. Think about it, has any of the things he has been involved in gone smoothly?
Mr. Murphy is a troublemaker!

What happened today has made me more certain of the ‘cause and effect’ of him.”

"Shhhhhh, you're going to kill yourself. How dare you say such a thing?"

Lao Qu next to him kept trying to get Brother Wu Miao to stop getting crazy. He shouted:

"You think we haven't suffered enough, right? You didn't know what to do after suffering such a huge loss! Do you plan to let the bad luck continue to follow you?"

"Tsk, do you think I'm scared?"

Brother Wu Miao leaned on his sword with a look of self-destruction. He threw out the various seeds he carried with him and complained loudly:

"It has been confirmed that I will never be able to take off my title as the chieftain of the Blackhand Clan. So I might as well be generous and say whatever you want to say. I don't believe it. I'm already so unlucky, how much worse can it get?"

"Zhao! Stay away from me! Don't let your blood splash on me when bad luck comes knocking on your door!"

Sanwudou, who had just received the blessing of Tianzun, kicked Brother Wumiao on the leg and thought that this guy was absolutely crazy. His love story with the little mermaid had just seen a glimmer of hope. Please, brother, stop worrying, really.

I've seen people destroy their entire family, but I've never seen you be so cruel to yourself!

"Master Qin's order! Require our hunting team to set out immediately to the southeast to prepare to hunt down the descendants of Dagon."

Just when Brother Wu Miao was going crazy, the message from Yan Sang was transmitted to the UI interface of each guild member.

Yan Sang shouted to them:
"We can see the enemy's marching route more clearly in the air! Damn, these murlocs are really crazy. When they marched on the seabed, they blocked out the sky and dyed the sea water black. I dare not count how many murlocs there are in this wave.

What is certain is that there are definitely enough Dagon demons! If you want to get the filthy crystal, you should seize the opportunity. I won’t say more. Master Qin has summoned the power armor knights. We are about to drop in by air.

This damn storm makes it difficult for the airship to provide accurate fire support, but the good news is that the Sun Boat is coming soon!
Get ready, guys, this big wave is coming."

After shouting, Yansang cut off the communication, and the players on the ground, led by their respective regiment staff, began to march towards the designated positions while preparing for battle.

You can't just rush out when there are too many enemies. Haiyuan Tianzun has created blessed ocean currents in the surrounding waters to form a natural defense zone. The changes in the seabed terrain also give players the opportunity to choose a wonderful place for the decisive battle.

Those raised seabeds create areas that are easy to defend and difficult to attack. As long as the key positions are held, the advance of the murlocs to the north can be stopped.

But Master Qin is now doubting whether the fishmen will really march straight in.
After all, if Dagon's target is the human body of Haiyuan Tianzun, then the millions of merman troops summoned by Dagon will most likely only surround the sea around Haiyuan Tianzun and fight with the mermen.

This wave is a "win or die" situation.

Once Dagon seizes the human body of Haiyuan Tianzun, with the divine power to control the waves that he showed before as a god incarnation, even if all the fishmen in the Savage Sea are dead, Dagon can still submerge the entire Old Continent by causing a world-destroying flood.

There is no cure for this kind of catastrophic-level power control. If things really come to that point, we will most likely have no choice but to ask Lord Murphy to perform a ritual and call on God's scepter to solve the problem.

"The good news now is that we have a lot of support."

On the "Merchant Dynasty" that was blown to and fro by the storm, Lao Qin, who was fully armed and ready to go into battle at any time, was flipping through the list of support forces for the "Father Yu's Last Sermon" activity in front of him.

From the Holy Blood Regiment at the very beginning, to the Songhai Sun Ship Fleet, to the Demigods of the Astral Realm, then the Callem Golden God and the Giant God Soldiers, and the last one is the exaggerated "God's Scepter Ground Strike", this series of support forces basically means that Lord Murphy has emptied out all his family assets.

Except for the fact that there is no god that can be summoned to appear, all the higher powers that players have seen or not seen since entering the game have basically gathered here.

"Mr. Murphy has concentrated his strength to this extent, and there is also the human body of Haiyuan Tianzun to help. If they still cannot defeat the evil god Dagon, then it can only be said that this world is destined to suffer this disaster! Therefore, the core of this battle is to call for various kinds of support as soon as possible through the players' killing of Dagon's fishmen!"

Old Qin leaned on his Hades Blade Soul-Catcher and said to the group of advisors beside him:
"At present, we cannot be sure whether the number of enemies killed by the mermaids will also be recorded in the number required to summon support. If this is true, then the arrival of the support forces will definitely be faster than we think. In the current situation, apart from ordering each regiment to hold on to the advantageous terrain and fight until the last moment, there is basically no need for us to sit here and issue orders.

Therefore, I command!"

Master Qin loaded his large-caliber gold-burning pistol and said loudly:

"The last player team, the staff group, will immediately go to the battlefield! Stay at your designated positions and fight with our warriors until the last moment!"

"Yes!"

After completing their military duties, the fully armed staff officers saluted in unison, left the command room and headed for the ground battlefield.

The staff officers who had been learning to fly with Yan Sang in the past eight days were about to fly their planes for the first time in this noisy night. While wearing the exoskeleton, Mr. Qin checked a unique friend column in his UI interface.

After seeing that the ID of "Laoshan Xiamen Zhao Zilong" was online, he realized that the "Hell Divers" as a special force had also been summoned.

In fact, Lao Qin had a premonition about today's battle a few days ago.

One of the most intuitive signs was that the day before yesterday morning, Brother Zhongcheng reported to him that the Hell Divers project had delivered another 1500 special helmets, and the number of that elite force had officially reached 3000.

Now it seems that Lord Murphy has really put all the forces he can mobilize into tonight's battle.

Just as he had threatened Dagon's Warp Shadow Master when his nightmare on Gramaw Island collapsed, the Transians had already taken Dagon's life!
"Okay, okay!" Lao Qin took out a bottle of "Ultimate Dragon Power Potion" from his bag and drank it in one gulp, increasing his strength value by ten points. He finally met the need to use the "Reforged Wolf Blood Sacred Blade" that had been in his bag.

He put the mighty Wolf Fang Sacred Blade on his back, put the Soul Taker's Blade on his waist, and finally took out his favorite Chainsword.

When leaving the command room, Master Qin looked back at the extinguished psychic sand table behind him.

He knew that this was the last time he would participate in such a battle as a "player".

Although he was still full of energy in the game, in the real world, he was lying on a hospital bed with tubes inserted, and the critical illness notice had been issued. However, he had already explained everything he needed to say to his family. According to Lao Qin's last wish, he did not want to leave the world amid the tears of his sons, daughters and grandchildren.

He is a soldier.

Isn’t there a saying that’s good?
The most romantic death for a soldier is to be hit by the last bullet in the last war.

There is also a saying that old soldiers never die, they just fade away.

Although the person who said this was a despicable person, it did not prevent this sentence from being popular. Therefore, amid the sound of exoskeletons colliding, the fully armed Lao Qin picked up a cigar, lit it, grabbed a modified Berserker rifle, inserted the magazine, and strode towards his final battle amid the salutes of several guards.

At this moment, his heart was free of despair and sadness, but instead filled with the passion and excitement of his youth.

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"The death of the evil god heralds my rebirth from the ashes."

Amid the storm, thunder and lightning, Lao Qin opened his arms and let the wind of war blow on his body as he jumped off the airship and headed for the battlefield on the island.

When he opened his eyes, he shouted:

"Ha! Transia, your Grandpa Qin is here!"
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"boom"

In the storm of lightning and thunder, a small bomb fell from the sky and hit the battlefield on the small island below.

With violent explosions and surging flames, a Holy Son of Dagon howled and ran around like a fire man, trying to rush into the burning sea water nearby to put out the flames, but Niu Niu would not let it escape so easily.

The vampire swordmaster stepped forward with a mechanical-style sword in hand, and with one devastating blow, he chopped down the panicked bastard from behind, then bent down and pulled out his hunting knife, digging out the symbiotic crystals from the Son of Dagon's body while he was still alive.

Niu Niu's movements were as skillful as those of the most experienced butcher, but there was no joy of victory on his face.

Because on the small island with a radius of one hundred feet behind him, there were more than ten holy sons of Dagon and a giant corrupted crab frantically attacking where he was. The sports students fought against them fearlessly, and the players of Grandpa Niu's "Hunyuan Pili Gate" were assisting them.

The murloc monsters that emerged from the dark sea died one after another, but there was no sign of them stopping, and even the elite players were beginning to feel overwhelmed.

The Dagon demons that they had to hunt before now jumped out to fight with them like fresh meat with bones that grew automatically on supermarket shelves. Moreover, in this wave of life-and-death battles, the number and quality of the opponents were obviously a bit excessive.

Like the Son of Dagon that was killed by Niu Niu, an elite BOSS of this level usually requires four or five players working together to defeat it, but now the BOSSes have formed a team of ten to come and brush this "copy" for the players.

In the past ten minutes, Grandpa Niu's guild had suffered heavy casualties, leaving only a quarter of its players. Even several absolute T0 players, the athlete, were knocked offline. They had killed at least seven Sons of Dagon, but it was all in vain!

There are still a steady stream of elite BOSSes rushing out of the sea, screaming and yelling.

But Niu Niu, who is in a tough battle, has nothing to complain about.

Their situation here is considered good!

If you don't believe me, look behind. Not far from their battlefield, the Silver Moon Group is dealing with a scarlet fallen sea dragon. The latter was dragged onto the beach by Brother Huozi, who had transformed into a giant bear. In front of it, the corpse of a dark green fallen sea dragon was lying there miserably.

This was already the second sea dragon they had killed in ten minutes. What was even more exaggerated was that there were even more sea dragons in the turbid sea not far away, howling and circling around the mermaids' underwater defense line, launching crushing attacks.

Players rarely feel overwhelmed by the number of enemies.

But now, facing the army of troubled times gathered by Dagon, they really felt for the first time the dilemma of "too many BOSSes and not enough players to kill them". The situation on the scene also changed from monster hunters in the beginning to "monster hunters" now.

The players' casualties were soaring, and the 10000 kill quotas for the first wave of support were gathered within a few minutes. The Origin Vanguard, carrying the Holy Blood Regiment led by Lord Paying himself, joined the battlefield, and then used solar bombardment to continuously support the ground and sea areas, which prevented Dagon's side from breaking through the defense line.

Now, only ten minutes after the war began, the second tranche of 50000 reinforcements had arrived, and the two sun ships of the Songhai Empire had landed in the stormy clouds.

But is that enough?

Obviously it’s not enough!
Niu Niu leaned on his sword and looked up in the bleak night with wind and rain, watching two planes flying low and dropping explosives on the farther island. The continuous shooting of the surrounding players with Berserker rifles made him feel as if he was back in World War II. A few seconds later, the returning plane had just taken off from the sea when it was grabbed by octopus tentacles that sprang out from under the water and cut in half. The explosion made Niu Niu curse out loud.

"Fuck! You guys in the development team are human for coming up with this 'monster attack' scene!"

Before he finished scolding, Mr. Niu shouted behind him:
"Get out of the way, my dear grandson, something is falling on your head."

"what?"

Niu Niu looked up in surprise, and was shocked to see that the "Merchant Dynasty" armed airship was being blown by the storm in a stalled posture and falling out of control.

The airship that was about to crash did not forget to sprinkle all kinds of ammunition from the bomb port onto the burning sea even at this time, which represented the heroic spirit of the Transian Air Force that they would never surrender and fight to the last moment. But this ship was just too unlucky, wasn't it?
It crashed once in the port of Shardor before, and it has only been repaired for a short time, and it is about to crash again! No one would believe that this ship is cursed by something dirty!

From Niu Niu's perspective, he could clearly see the panic in the cockpit of the airship, and Serak Fenda, wearing a white captain's uniform, stood in front of his steering wheel in a tragic posture, obviously determined to sink with the ship.

Niu Niu curled his lips, spread his wings and flew up quickly, swung his sword to break the reinforced glass of the cockpit, then rushed in and grabbed Serak and the half-orc first mate who was crying loudly beside him and flew out without saying a word.

Don’t even look at what time it is!
Monsters are attacking the city, and every player is a valuable combat force. Is there still time for you to show off your basic skills as a captain?

"Give!"

When they landed, a light machine gun loaded with burning gold ammunition was handed to the confused Serak Fenda by Dai Xiahu. The latter wiped the blood off his face and pointed at the sea in front of him where the Son of Dagon was constantly emerging, with the background of the airship crashing into the sea and igniting a huge fire.

He roared with a ferocious look:
"Shoot over there! Use up all your bullets, chop your knife until it's blunt, throw away all your grenades, then drink the winning wine and die! Don't die before that, don't waste your life which comes once every three days! Do you hear me?"

"Oh, I see."

Captain Fenda reacted very quickly. He jumped up, set up his machine gun and fired wildly forward. In the light tracks drawn by the laser bullets on the crazy night of war, the Plunder in the distance and the pirate fleet behind it also began to suppress the meat grinder-like sea area by firing.

The arc of light formed by the endless river of blood flowing backwards in the storm above the sea looked like an ominous rainbow. In the scarlet rainbow light, the lower deck of the Origin Pioneer, which had just completed three solar bombardments and was in a state of energy recovery, slowly opened.

Captain Zhao, the commander of the Hell Divers who was summoned again, curled his lips and looked at the fierce battle below. He moved his shoulders, closed the visor of his helmet with a red five-pointed star, grabbed the weapon with the ignited hot melt blade, and jumped down.

Behind him, three thousand absolutely elite Hell Divers were ready to go.

The warriors looked at this extremely intense ocean battlefield with curiosity. Many of them couldn't even figure out who was friend and foe. But it didn't matter. In this unfair battlefield in a foreign world, they would draw their swords of order and fire the fatal shot at the descendant of Dagon.

Hey, Dagon!

Your foreign grandfather is here.

(End of this chapter)